on 8-24 i was the last one out of our 182 doin a little sit flyin the jump was going great then i went thru a cloud as i came out the bottom i got on my belly to pull i saw what i hoped to never see. out of the whole sky and only 3 other jumpers, there was an open canopy directly below me. not 1000 feet but what looked like 200 feet so i did a quick side slide an pulled as i passed that other canopy i could have reached out and gave a high five it really shook me up, not enough to give up the sport but just enough to make me throw my unpacked rig in the truck and go home.
i know my quick thinking probably saved both our lives but was it the correct course of action?
"the sweet just aint as sweet without the bitter "